Second Mission!

Second Mission! When Yang Bo returned home that evening, he checked the local real estate prices... then sucked in a sharp breath.

Property prices varied greatly. Even the worst neighborhoods cost hundreds of thousands of Credit Points. Buying a home was not the main issue—the key was the yearly expenses. Property tax, property management fees, and all sorts of other charges were calculated based on the value of the property. For a home worth one million, the various annual fees came to nearly 10%.

Yang Bo then searched for information on citizen ranks and gene ranks. The stronger one's gene rank, the more powerful the abilities one could display. A Rank A Gene User could command tens of thousands of combat units aboard a Space Carrier... Though they had the carrier's main computer to assist them, their reaction speed and predictive abilities were still astonishing.

As for Rank S, it was only rumored that an S-rank powerhouse had taken on an entire Space Battleship Fleet alone—and won completely. No one knew the specifics.

The most basic enhancement for a Gene Warrior was improved physical fitness. Only after one's physique reached a certain level could one learn to operate a mech, because during ground combat, a mech's maximum instantaneous speed could reach Mach 15. An ordinary person would have long been done for at that kind of speed.

Gene Evolvers possessed all kinds of strange and varied abilities. They could control different elements—Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth—as well as Magnetic Force, electricity, and more.

Some even evolved abilities such as X-ray vision and Stealth.

Others developed transformation abilities, allowing parts of their bodies to become metallic, woody, enlarged, and so on.

"How amazing." The memories Yang Bo had received were unclear, but seeing someone manipulate flames in a video was just like watching a mage in a game...

"Master, you have been Online for two consecutive hours. It is recommended that you exercise for twenty minutes." Yang Bo had been watching intently when a red triangular icon appeared in the virtual display, accompanied by the Smart Butler's voice in his headphones.

Yang Bo silently took off his headphones and began to exercise.

"Master, it is recommended that you replace the carpet to reduce potential threats."

"Master, it is recommended that you apply to adopt a new pet. According to statistics, companionship from a pet can increase lifespan by 12.4%..."

"Master, you spent five minutes bathing today. It is recommended that you extend the duration. According to statistics..."

"Master, your exercise frequency is too high and your pulse has accelerated. It is recommended that you perform gentler exercises."

"Master, the food bank will have your favorite broccoli tomorrow..."

"Master, your favorite celebrity, Li Aido, will hold a concert in Woduo City in six months. It is recommended that you volunteer in the community. The community has free admission tickets..."

"Master, it has been half a year since your last physical examination. It is recommended that you schedule an appointment with a doctor in advance..."

Yang Bo felt no ripples in his heart, but he still slowed down his exercise before taking another shower.

A surge of anger rose inside him, nearly making Yang Bo chop off his own hand and smash his wristwatch.

But he did not dare. The wristwatch had been issued by the government. If he damaged it, the consequences... were theirs to decide.

That night, Yang Bo lay in bed, thinking about something else—the benefits he had gained as a transmigrator during the day. Setting aside where this thing had come from, what was the result?

"System."

"Character Panel."

"Settings."

"Skills."

This time, after Yang Bo called out "Skills," a message appeared in his mind.

Swimming: Beginner (1/10)

Sonar Positioning: Beginner (1/10) Dynamic Vision: Beginner (4/10)

Yang Bo was stunned for a moment. Last time, he seemed to have called the system "Daddy" too, so why had nothing appeared? But this did not seem to be a system either. It felt more like information he had sensed on his own.

Yang Bo worked hard to steady his breathing and calm himself down. Otherwise, that damn Smart Butler would start giving him suggestions again.

Moreover, none of the things he had known in his previous life seemed to be listed there, nor were any of the original owner's former abilities. Could this ability have only appeared after he transmigrated?

This house had been provided by the government, so he could neither modify it nor shut down the so-called intelligent safety system inside. If it were his own home, he could make everything completely non-intelligent. If Yang Bo forcibly shut it down, the police might break through the door within minutes. Mainly because they were afraid someone might do something in here.

"How do I use a bat's Sonar Positioning?" Dynamic Vision was hard to test—there was nothing at home to experiment with—but Sonar Positioning...

An idea struck Yang Bo, and he let out a whistle! In an instant, he felt something wondrous. The pitch-black room immediately formed a three-dimensional image in his mind. He could even vaguely see inside the walls.

How should he put it? The image formed was like a three-dimensional wireframe design viewed on a computer. It was not the colorful world seen with the naked eye, but black and white.

Yang Bo was so excited he nearly sat up, but the ability only lasted three seconds. After three seconds, the image in his mind vanished.

He whistled again, and the sensation returned. This time, Yang Bo carefully felt it out.

He could sense some of the pipes and wiring behind the finished walls, but as for the walls themselves, the image only extended one or two centimeters. He could not see any farther in.

"This ability seems rather weak right now. Is that because of me, or because the ability itself is weak?"

"And the whistling is far too conspicuous."

Yang Bo excitedly tested it three more times, then felt exhausted—mentally exhausted.

"It looks like this ability consumes a lot. I wonder how other Gene Evolvers replenish their mental strength?" Yang Bo thought about this as he drifted off to sleep.

Early the next morning, Yang Bo got up and found nothing wrong with himself, finally letting out a breath of relief. At the Smart Butler's suggestion, he put the duvet cover and bedsheets into the washing machine, which came with a drying system.

The Smart Butler had opened the windows on its own long ago, and Yang Bo could not be bothered to worry about it.

This did not feel like a home at all. It felt more like a prison cell filled with surveillance equipment. Staying inside for even one extra minute made him feel as though he would go mad.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Bo knew that perhaps he had some psychological issues. He was taking things too seriously...

Yang Bo did not test anything on the way, because there were many energy sensors in public areas. Under Federal Law, Gene Enhancers were not allowed to casually display their abilities in residential communities. He did not know whether this was meant to restrain Gene Evolvers or to keep the people at the bottom from seeing them and becoming envious and jealous.

"Yang Bo, how did you sleep?" Liu Zhijie was as smiling as ever as he handed Yang Bo a bottle of water and asked.

"No problem, boss." Yang Bo nodded.

"Go accept a mission. We've got a big job today." Liu Zhijie patted Yang Bo on the shoulder as he spoke.

"Thanks, boss." Yang Bo nodded and left.

Liu Zhijie watched Yang Bo's departing back, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his lips. Someone who had never killed so much as a small animal had killed a bat and several rats yesterday, yet acted as if nothing had happened the next day. Either this person had an exceptionally strong mentality, or violence was written into his genes.

In a society with such advanced technology, small animals held a higher status than humans. Therefore, people had been taught from childhood not to touch unfamiliar small animals, but to stay away from them, because they could bring unknown and severe consequences. They had to be especially, especially careful with pets they kept themselves, because those pets had chips inside them. Certain organizations could direct pet owners to do this or that at any time based on the data transmitted by those chips.

How could Yang Bo know Liu Zhijie would see him that way? In his previous life, let alone rats and bats, he had killed countless chickens, ducks, geese, field mice, snakes, fish, and shrimp. Why would he feel any psychological pressure?

"Brother Wu." The moment Yang Bo saw Wu Bing, he hurriedly greeted him.

"Yang Bo, you came at the right time. You'll be my assistant today. Today's mission is not something someone at your level can access. I'll show you the ropes. Listen carefully to instructions." Seeing Yang Bo arrive, Wu Bing spoke.